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complexify May 2016
Once upon a time
There was a boy.

He was happy
With himself
Until the thief came.

The thief stole nothing
From the boy
As he doesn't have anything
But his heart.

But the thief
Wanted something for herself
So she decided
His heart will be her fortune.

And so
The thief tries to steal it
She tried and tried
Looking for it
Everywhere she can ever imagine
But she never could.

×

One day
The thief gave up
And decided to ask the boy
'Where is your heart?'



'Isn't it with you all this time?'
The boy replied
As he gave her a smile.
Spontaneously came to mind.
Banana Apr 2016
I'm the thief of your dreams; I've gone and turned them all black.
Everything you wanted for me, everything you hoped I'd be I threw back.
Now you worry and smother me with all of your good intentions,
But I lie to you through my teeth-- even my "truths" are inventions.
Luwarner T Moore Mar 2016
You have brought so many tests, trials, and distractions
Trying to turn me away from my God, my purpose, and passion
You have even tried using the people I love as a device
To speak words of doubt and death over my life.

You must don't know who you are messing with,
So I'm here to tell you that I don't give up and quit.
I am a child of the King, He is the Most High God
He's the Alpha and the Omega so He's the one who has my heart.

He is the Greater One who is living on the inside of me,
The Only True and Living God with whom I will spend eternity.
There is nothing you can do or say that will turn or shake me
From trusting and believing in the One that created me.

I serve you this notice as a reminder
And I hope you hear me and hear me clearly....
Your plan to steal, ****, and destroy me....(humph)
Has already been exposed by the One who made me
So go get your life and draw up a new strategy
Because I know in the end......I WIN!

Written by: Luwarner T. Moore
03/30/2016
John 10:10 "The thief comes only to steal and **** and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly".
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
The alligator in my dreams
Stomped on all my pretty things
He gobbled down
My favorite clown
He quickly tuned around
Chased me till he found
All he need do is open his jaws
In I'd crawl
In the belly of the beast
I found the thief
That stole my heart
So I took back my part
Turned around and strolled right out
Between the teeth, in that beast's snout
Pinched myself, so I would awaken
So I could placed back the heart that's was forsaken
Sasha Feb 2016
My pink cheeks ache from smiling. My scarlet lips are untouched, unkissed. My big brown eyes are overflowing with tears yet I feel nothing roll down my pink cheeks. My ****** heart is just a toy in your hand. As soon as my heart left my body and made it's home in your hand, you played with it. Your tall and sturdy structure that I so desperately want to wrap myself around came tumbling down. You became a child. A little boy that found his new favorite toy. And I became, do you know what I became? I became your puppet, obeying at your slightest touch. My strings are pulled by you. My voice is silenced. I want to shout. I want to scream at you for stealing my heart. All this sound builds up in my throat but only I can hear it. You rotten thief! You stole my heart. I became your puppet. And yet, even though I put on such a spectacular show. You threw me in your closet and locked me away.
Echoes Of A Mind Feb 2016
Cancer is a thief
tho' it doesn't steal property
instead it steals lives
and changes a familiy's life
'Cause it's not concerned
about who it murdered
Actually it doesn't care much at all
It just love to make people fall
A son, a father
A mother or a daughter
no one is safe
and it's a curse,
which is hard to break...
Beinghonest Feb 2016
He stole her heart,
but he was unaware of it,
didn't mean to drag it through the mud as he made his way to the girl he'd been eyeing for weeks...
-just being honest
AJ Feb 2016
On your way out
Do not pout
Nay slow not tarry ye heathen
I've known long of your thievin.
Betrayed I was
By a boy of round eyes and peach fuzz.

Taken my prizes were
By a child with a leopard's purr.
Twas in night much as this
That his presence I did miss.
For gone was he
Out the window did he flee

The scoundrel, rapscallion, fool,
For Twas beneath the window, a frozen pool.
Through the ice did he go
And a scream did he throw.

Fore drowning did he
That one what stole from me.
My brother and I have been exchanging silly poems and this was one I came up with that I rather liked
Pax Feb 2016
What's reasonable?
when you clearly don't know
what's enough
from too
much
...
.

The law has dual blades.
It can do bad as much
as it does good.

More often
when you
struck your
lawful blade
never forget
your safety
gloves.
I'm not siding on anyone or anything, as much as possible i am neutral to each sides, know that every story has its duality.

I wrote this when my reason can't get pass to a friend of mine.
Here's the story:
A thief now in ICU because he was caught and was battered almost to death by the house owner of his Target. The debate was on the subject to why our government permits the thief to file a complain(possibly attempted ******) to the owner of the house. I argue on the defense to the thief, he's human rights was ruled out, I was probably wrong on that part or not, i dunno really... But my main reason that my friend perhaps didn't understand is the excessiveness of the owner's punishment. Then probably my friend thinks that I am siding on the fault of the thief that's why I lose the debate, because he deserves to be punished, and yes he deserves it, but clearly we needed to point out a clear line to what's enough from too much.
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